your face expressions are priceless

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One time I say to him, ‘If there’s a God? Is he a man?’ and the question catches him by surprise a bit. But after a while he says that, yes, he thinks in the end God is probably a man. So I say to him, 'What does he look like? Does He have a beard? Does He wear robes? Does He have long while hair?’ He says to me that the thing about God is that whatever I think He looks like, well, He will look the absolute opposite to that. And whatever I think He is least likely to look like, then that is what He will look like. So I ask him if he means God looks a bit like Gary Glitter and he tells me not to be so bloody silly. So I say to him, 'If you can’t tell me what He looks like, if you don’t know what He looks like and He doesn’t look like anything, then how do you know He is anything more than just an idea? Just something you made up?

I Never Thought About Falling In Love With My Best Friend!

Request: The reader is a witch and Raphael is her best friend. She always saw his as a friend, but when some mundane girls flirt with him she gets jealous and scares them away.                                                                                                                                                                                       Warning:I don’t know,maybe a little bit of swearing.                                                                                                                                                                 Note:I hope you’re going to like it!                                                                                                                                                                                                I was walking around the hotel with Simon helping him,carrying some boxes.I saw Raphael coming in our way and stopping ‘Y/N I need to talk with you.’         ‘Don’t give me that tone Santiago,it made me think that I did something wrong.’He slightly smiled..’But you didn’t,actually I need your help.’                     ‘Okay then,let me leave this first because these boxes are heavy.And maybe I’m a witch but I’m still alive.’                                                                                 ‘Okay,okay!’ He moved aside so I can walk next to him.I left the boxes in a room with other artifacts leaving Simon to deal with that,I walked to were Raphael was..’So you’re were saying?!’                                                               ;Yes,I need your help with something tonight.’                                                     ‘With what?’                                                                                                           ‘I have to check up something.’                                                                             ‘Check up what?’                                                                                                   ‘Don’t ask Y/N,just trust me.’                                                                                 ‘Ugh fine,but I’m doing that just because you’re my friend and I love you.’           ‘Thank you!’ He smiled widely at me ‘Yeah,yeah!’                                                 Night came and we were walking around the city.’Where exactly you need to check up,whatever you’re checking?’ He looked at me smiling,he looked so beautiful.Oh God what was that about?! ‘It should be here?!’                               ‘You aren’t sure or am I wrong?” Just as he was about to answer some girls walked to us ‘Hello handsome.’ Oh she wasn’t talking to me..Well obviously..’Excuse me but are you talking with us?’One of the girls looked me up and down ‘No,actually I was talking to him.’She lifted her hand showing toward Raphael and I saw his famous smirk appear on his face.And that’s when I moved aside letting them talk about whatever.I couldn’t ignore this feeling inside of me it was like something was choking me and there was this strange feeling in my stomach too like I was…Oh no!..It can’t be?!…Why should I be jealous,I mean he’s my bestfriend not my boyfriend..I shook off and just continued watching them,My arms crossed on my chest and my left leg a little bit in front.When I saw a girl leaning in trying to kiss him,that’s when I lost my patience..’Hey girls!’ They all turned toward me just like Raphael,he knew what’s going to happen,I snapped my fingers and my face turned in half snake Being a witch has a lot of possibilities,and changing my look was one of them.Raphael came to me smiling,he’s not angry that’s good..’What was that for?’                                                                                                                ‘They we’re getting on my nerves.’ He looked at me smirk playing on his lips..Seriously Santiago that’s how you’re going to play.                                       ‘Don’t lie to me,except from that I’m your bestfriend you’re forgetting that I can hear your heartbeat.’  ….Well Shit….  ‘Okay,I just figure  out something.’ He looked at me serious now that smirk gone from his face..’What is it?’ I hestitated for a moment…’You know what,it doesn’t matter lets go.’I turned around and started walking away from him,but that didn’t stop him.I felt his hand on my wrist and he turned me around so I can look at him..’Explain.’ I have to tell him..’I realized that I love you,as soon that girls came to you I couldn’t take it anymore,and believe me I never thought about falling in love with my bestfriend but it’s just happened okay.’ He put his hands on my cheeks smiling… ‘It’s not funny Santiago..’ He stopped smiling..’Good Because that bestfriend is in love with you too for a long time,and those girls were just a test for you so I can find out how you really feel about me.’                                       ‘Wait,you set me up?!’                                                                                           ‘Yeah and your face expression was priceless.’                                                   ‘Seriously Santiago,remind me to kill you later and bring you back to life again.’ He kissed me slowly and God it was perfect he pulled away ‘Or don’t,I like it like this better.’ He smiled and kissed me again.Sometimes having your bestfriend as a love of your life was truly a blessing.           .

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He Stood Me Up! 

Sorry, this is a short one but hopefully, you enjoy! Read part one if you haven’t already. 


You decided to take Red Robin’s advice and asked Tim to accompany you for lunch, so you could confess your feelings. Unfortunately, he didn’t show, leaving you alone and rather embarrassed. Why would he do something like that? Did he do it on purpose to avoid you? Did he forget? Either way, you feel pretty upset about it. He didn’t even text you or anything with an explanation, maybe then you’d understand.

As you requested, Red Robin comes over after finishing his parole. It is pretty late, like three in the morning kind of late but he’s here. You are still wide awake which is very out of character. Usually, once you’re done helping your friend, you call it a night and go straight to bed but not tonight.

“You’re right four sugars does keep you going.” You half smile at him before taking another sip of coffee.

“What’s wrong, y/n? I came as soon as I got your message.” He sits down beside you and it is nice to see he is concerned.

“He stood me up.” You shrug your shoulders, pretending it’s not that big of a deal. “I mean what was I thinking, huh?” A laugh escapes your mouth, you’re not very convincing.

“I’m sure he had a good reason. Why don’t you try again?” He urges you on.

“Then he should have told me. If he really didn’t want to meet up with me he should have just said. It would have hurt less than this.” You tell yourself not to cry, not in front of him.

“Y/n I’m so sorry–” He stutters on his words as if it’s his fault.

“Don’t be it isn’t your fault.” You assure him, putting a hand on his thigh. His whole body tightens up from your touch. Does he like you in that way? You always found the mask and gear attractive. The not knowing who is under the mask makes it all the more exciting.

“Do you like me?” You ask as you straddle him on your sofa. Looking right into the white eyes of his mask.

“Uh y-yeah. I find you v-very attractive.” He starts to get all flustered from the whole thing.

“Then why don’t you and I have a little fun?” You bite your lip suggestively.

“Oh God.” He licks his bottom lip in anticipation. You pull your top off and over your head, setting it to the side before pressing your lips against his. It doesn’t take long for his hands to wander around your body, making their way to unhook your bra. The expression on his face when he sees you topless is priceless.

“Now let me see what’s hiding under there.” You reach for his mask but he is quick to grab you by the wrists. “What’s wrong?“

"There’s something you should know. I didn’t mean to miss our date the other day, I got caught up. I should have called you to rearrange I’m sorry.” He confesses, revealing that he is in fact, Tim Drake.

“You’ve kept this from me the whole time?” You are shocked by this discovery, covering your breasts as you awkwardly stare at each other.

“I wanted to tell you but I didn’t know how. If you never want to see me again I’ll understand.” Tim’s blue eyes make you feel like you can’t possibly hate him.

“You’re Red Robin… That makes you like ten times hotter than you already are.” You wink at him, much to his surprise.

“So are we still doing this?” He nervously asks.

“Might as well finish what we started.” You grab his hands and place them on your chest. For the second time his face lights up the entire room, you wish you had a camera.

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“Tony we’re tearing them apart. Whether we’re together or not Y/n and Peter shouldn’t have to-” Steve shouted in frustration signaling over to your brother and you. Tony cut him off sharply, knocking over a clay flower pot you had made in ceramics class. Earthenware lined the wooden flooring and you mentally noted yourself to be cautious when walking barefoot in that area, if you ever did again. 

Tony’s hands locked on his hips pushing back the outer ends of his suit. He shook his head and spat out another harsh throwback,

“Woah, let me backtrack for just a second. ‘We’re tearing them apart’… Steve are you even listening to yourself? You’re the one that’s ruining this family. You already broke apart the Avengers and I’m not gonna let you do that to my kids. I’m trying to keep this family together- just… just sign the damn Accords. We’ll find a way to share custody of the kids-”

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All’s Fair (pt 3)

Originally posted by yeshelloyehet

Member: Exo Baekhyun

Type: Fluff/Slight Smut/Future Smut

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10

You gasped as his fingers creeped under your shirt, swirling little patterns into your skin. You dropped the toast that was in your hand, letting it fall onto the floor as he chewed silently. He swallowed as he looked up at you, his fingers digging into his hips as he asked, “Do you like me or something?” 

“What?” you scoffed, turning your head to look away from him, hoping that your expression wasn’t revealing your embarassment. The question startled you, and you weren’t exactly sure how to respond.

Since your little game began, you’d considered it all…well a game. It hadn’t been very long at all since it had stared, and you thought back to the little things you’d done to him over the past two days before looking down at yourself, straddling his lap as he held tightly onto your hips. 

What the hell was going on? 

“I…we’re just messing around right? I mean, this is a game…” you stuttered, and your felt Baekhyun’s grip loosen, his eyes lowering as he blinked a few times.

“A game?” he questioned, raising his eyebrows again. “You realize that you’re sitting on my lap wearing no pants. You…you were grinding on me.”

“I’m aware.”

He stared up at you, an incredulous look on his face before he broke into his signature boyish grin, his hands falling off your hips and moving to cross over his chest as he looked up at you. 

“So are we going to keep playing?” he asked, and you could feel the challenge in his voice as he continued, “Because if we do I guarantee you’ll just end up wanting me.” 

You scoffed again, flicking his forehead. His expression changed into an adorable pout as you responded, “I don’t like you okay? I just like winning.” You shifted, getting off Baekhun’s lap and pulling down your shirt slightly, feeling a bit more self-conscious about your visible underwear. He only snorted, leaning back in his chair.

“So wanna keep playing?” 

You watched his mischevious eyes, not sure if this was just some trap or if he actually wanted to keep this long-term nervous game going. You wrinkled your nose, turning on your heel and walking back into the kitchen to clean up the pans you’d used to make breakfast, not willing to give him the satisfaction of an answer. 

“Yah, at least pick up your toast!” he bickered, but you ignored him, moving your pan to the sink to begin scrubbing. You heard his chair move behind you as he stood up, but you kept your eyes down. 

Suddenly two arms moved around yours, one carrying the plate to set next to the sink and the other moving to touch your arm, running down it to reach yoru soapy hands. You jumped slightly, and his other hand moved to join his first hand which was still holding yours. You’d stopped scrubbing; you bit your lip as you felt his warm body behind you and watched the muscles in his arm ripple as his fingers intertwined with yours. 

“What are you doing?” you asked, your voice breathy as his chest pressed up against your back. You shivered as his thumbs rubbed the backs of your hands, and you felt his breath against your ear before he whispered. 

“If you don’t want to play anymore does that mean I win?”

Your breath caught in your thoat as he left you, the warmth of his body suddenly disappearing as he left the kitchen, still laughing at your surprised expression. 

You huffed, turning off the tap and going back to your room, glad that Baekhyun’s door across from yours was closed. You flopped onto your bed, groaning as your mind replayed Baekhyun’s laughter over and over again.

You didn’t really like him did you? I mean you’d only lived together for a few months, and although your relationship was much closer than before, you weren’t sure if these feelings were romantic or not. 

In the past six months, even you had to have noticed Baekhyun’s lingering touches. His hand that stayed on your shoulder for just a moment too long, his arms that brushed up against yours when he walked through the kitchen even though there was enough room for the both of you…what was that? Your mind suddenly remembered the one intimate moment you’d ever had with your roommate before the war began, and you closed your eyes, picturing the time around a month ago. 

“But I didn’t even get to see him before he-” you choked, your tears falling fast as you clutched your cell phone to your ear as your mom consoled you.

“Sweetie, I know. He was getting old, you know it happens. Come on, it’s okay…sweetie?” your mom seemed to run out of things to say to you as you cried over the phone, curled up on your bed. “Sweetie I have to go, I’m so sorry…I promise it’s gonna be okay,” she reassured, and you sniffled.

“Bye mom,” you replied, sniffling again as you dropped your phone next to you on the bed curling up in your blankets again. As you cried silently, you were faintly aware of your door creaking open and a nervous Baekhyun shuffling in. You shut your eyes, wiping your tears as you hid your face in your pillow. 

You heard the squeak of your bed as your roommate climbed onto the mattress, positioning himself so he was lying on his back next to you. He started to babble as he always did when times seemed stressful, and you were almost thankful that he was here to keep your mind off of your trauma. 

“I don’t know what happened but I mean bad things always happen right? I’m not trying to make your problem seem small that’s not what I mean it’s just I’ve never seen you cry and I don’t really know what to do right now and do you want a hug because I can give you a hug and-”

You wiggled in your spot, turning around to move your teary face in the space between his neck and his shoulder. He stopped talking and you heard his sharp intake of breath as you snuggled closer to him, letting his warmth envelope you. 

“So you do need a hug,” he muttered, his voice suddenly lower and deeper than before. He shifted so he was on his side now, your face burried in his chest and his arm wrapped around your shoulders as he held you. 

You stayed like that for a while until your breathing evened out and your tears began to dry. You sniffled, realizing that your hands had been bunched up in the front of Baekhyun’s shirt. You felt your cheeks get hot as you noticed how close you two were, and your hands unclenched, releasing his shirt which was probably all wrinkled now. 

Your hands were flat on his chest now, and you could feel his heartbeat through his shirt and you held back a gasp, wondering if he was as nervous as you were right then. You looked up, cracking an eye open to look at your roommate whose arms were still wrapped around you. He was watching you, his cheeks tinged and his lips slightly parted, his grip slightly loosening as he stuttered, “You-you’re okay now? I mean like if you’re not you can always talk to me and if you need we can stay like this I don’t mind unless you find it uncomfortable-”

You let out a stifled giggle, making him stop whatever he was saying as you immediately covered your mouth. You couldn’t help it; he was so cute when he rambled like this all nervous and you just had to laugh. He broke into a smile as you covered your mouth, shaking his head slightly. 

“No it’s okay,” he chuckled, grabbing your hand to pull off your smiling mouth. “Don’t hide it. I’m glad you’re happy now.” 

You swallowed, suddenly feeling that twinge of saddness again. He saw the change in your expression and pressed closer to you so you could feel his breath on your face. His lips were only an inch away from you, and you couldn’t help but think about how soft they looked. 

“Sorry,” you muttered, looking down again at his chest, feeling your eyes burn again. “I just didn’t know that he was going to die…I would’ve visited him…he was such a nice cat and I just didn’t realize-”

“Wait huh?” he exclaimed. You looked up to see Baekhyun’s mouth open, an absolutely priceless expression on his face. “You…your cat died? Is that why you’ve been crying? Because of your cat?”

You nodded silently watching your roommate groan. Your eyebrows furrowed as you replied, “Hey he was really important to me okay? What are you trying to say, that I’m overreacting? That he was just a cat?”

He shook his head, clicking his tongue at you once as he explained himself, “I don’t know I’ve just never seen someone cry this hard over a pet. I’m not saying they’re not important but yeah I’m sorry. Really I- yah where are you going?” 

You’d pulled out of his grasp, a scowl on your face as he sat up on your bed, his eyes wide. There was no way you could be comforted by this man. How could he not take this seriously?

You bit your lip, shaking your head at the memory. There was no way you liked Baekhyun. Anyone who didn’t take your cat’s death seriously wasn’t worth liking. 

You groaned, sitting up in your bed and running your fingers through your hair. You scrolled through your social media on your phone for a while, trying to keep busy and not think about Baekhyun’s words from earlier. 

If you don’t want to play anymore does that mean I win?

As rational as you thought you were, the idea of losing this…game to Baekhyun irritated you. You groaned, getting off your bed and leaving your room. Baekhyun was sitting on the couch in the living room, flipping through channels to find something to watch. 

His head turned to your as you walked in, his eyes trailing down your body. You looked, down, suddenly remembering your lack of pants. You groaned inwardly, but didn’t feel like giving him the satisfaction of going back in out of embarassment. As he tunred back to the screen, you flopped down on the couch next to him, pulling your knees up and hugging them to your chest as you watched him flip through channels.

“We have Netflix, why don’t we marathon something?” you asked nonchalantly as the channels stopped flipping landing on some random family movie you’d never heard of. 

He only hummed, staying on the family movie. You turned to him, ready to grab the remote when you saw the look on his face. His eyes were dark and blown wide, focused on you. Followed his eyes to where he was watching, seeing that your shirt was riding up on the side, giving him a perfect view of your panties stretched around your hips, barely covering you. He stared, his lips parting slightly and you raised an eyebrow, shifting.

“Yah…do you like me or something?” you smirked, and his eyes flashed up to yours. You weren’t sure what came over you in that moment but you moved closer to him, your hand landing on his knee and running up to his thigh as he sank down further into the couch, leaning into your touch, his lashes fluttering. 

Suddenly you found yourself on your back with your wrists pinned down against the couch armrest. Your legs were parted, one falling off the couch as Baekhyun rested between them, leaning over you. You looked down and let out a small gasp as you saw your shirt which had ridden up above your belly button, leaving your stomach and underwear completely exposed.

Why didn’t you just go wear pants when you had the chance?

You felt your face heat up as you stared at Baekhyun above you. He was watching your face intently, the usual boyish mischief gone from his eyes and replaced with something different. You shivered as his hands tightened against your wrists before he raised his eyebrows questioningly. 

“So,” he murmured, rubbing your wrists with his thumbs gently as his eyes bore into yours. “You do want to play…Okay then.” 

You swallowed hard as his face came closer to yours until you could feel the heat from his body as it hovered over you and his breath on your face. Suddenly his eyes smiled as a grin broke out on his face, the same boyish grin he’d always had. Your heart stopped at the sudden change, and you bit your lip as he spoke again, his voice playful.

“Let’s play.”

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Number One (Ramsay Bolton x reader imagine), chapter 3

Originally posted by starkpayshisdebt

Fandom: Game of Thrones

Chapters: ¾

Warning: None

Tags: Fluffy fluff <3

Summary: Imagine going to wish Ramsay a good night

A/N: Enjoy!

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Request Scenario: Jimin is joining you in the shower;)

Genre: fluffy smut drabble

Word Count: 571

A/N: hehe hope you enjoy this short little drabble cause things are about to get STEAMY. I’m hilarious. Thank you thank you.

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Warm water cascading down your back as your tilted your back head backwards to wet your hair. It was a long day at work and you were going to clean up before your boyfriend came home from schedules, but little did you know, he was coming home early.

Consumed by the music that was playing from your phone, you didn’t hear someone come into the bathroom, delighting in the view in front of him. Removing his clothes quietly, you screamed when you felt another presence in the shower with you. Ready to kill whoever was there, you almost chucked the shower head to Jimin’s face, but instead you released your tight grip and started yelling at the laughing boy.

“You think this is funny?! You ass!” You slapped Jimin repeatedly, while he tried to fend of your attacking hands.

“Sorry sorry sorry!!” He spoke in his adorable English, but he kept on laughing. Your expression was priceless when you faced him, hair strewn across your face, your eyes screaming for bloody murder.

“You really scared me Jiminie…” You whined, your heart was still racing from thought that a possible murderer entered your shower. You’ve watched Psycho before and you did not like it one bit.

“Sorry jagi… Maybe I could make it up to you?” He bit his lips teasingly, looking into your eyes, trying to fulfill his original plan of entering the shower in the first place and it was not to get clean.

You rolled your eyes continued lathering the shampoo into your hair, but your hands were removed from their job as Jimin’s fingers went to work and rubbed your scalp gently. It felt so good to have someone else do it for it, it was like going to the salon. You unconsciously emitted a soft moan from the soothing sensation from the head massage you were receiving. Backing up a little you felt Jimin’s dick hard against your back, making you gasp at how hard it was.

“You gonna help me out?” Jimin hissed at the contact of you and his straining self.

“Hmmm….” You hummed, rinsing the suds from your hair. Knowing how turned on Jimin was, you took another step backward and rubbed yourself against his dick.

“Tsk tsk… Don’t tease if you aren’t gonna do something about it after.” Jimin warned, tenderly pushing you against the cold tiled wall, sending a shiver down your spine.

With your body pressed up against the wall, Jimin slid into your heated core, beginning at slow passionate pace. You could feel every pulsing vein of his dick within you, the pleasure was unbearable as he continued his slow movements.

“Jimin…” You whined, slamming against the wall with your palm, hoping he understands that you need him to speed up.

“Eager now are we?” He smirked before pulling completely out before ramming back into you. The harsh rubbing against your nipples from the chilly tile was adding onto your rise to the peak.

“Come on baby.” Jimin muttered next to your ear, urging you to cum with him. The heat from the water fogging up the bathroom as you two cried out together in ecstasy.

“You still mad jagi?” Jimin asked, protruding his bottom lips to form his signature childish pout.

“Oh yeah.” You joked back, drying your hair.

“Maybe I could change your mind again?” He suggested, wriggling his eyebrows and giggling.

Tonight will be a long night.
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Ikon Reaction: You're scared of the lie detector

Request:ikon reacting to you getting scared of the lie detector thing?? (the readers reaction is like chorong from apinks one*) thanks! * if u search up apink chorong scared of lie detector you will see :-)

A/N: This was a special request and honestly I had fun with it, i had never seen the video before so thank you for sharing Chorong was hilarious 😂

Hanbin

He was laughing along with everyone else but he was also genuinely worried about how much you were freaking out about it. He was about to put a stop to it before you screamed really loudly and booked it into his arms while refusing to even go near it anymore. He laughed and reassured you that it was over.

“You don’t have to do it anymore jagi”

Originally posted by kanqyoon

Bobby

He was laughing so hard at the way you were screaming because you were scared to even put your hand on it. He would try to get you to do it but only because seeing the expression on your face was priceless. It was one of those things that he would never let you live down and he’d bring it up whenever he needed a good laugh

“You’re such a scaredy cat!”

Originally posted by junhoenuna

Jinhwan

He was trying not to laugh at you and your insane reaction to not wanting to touch it. He’d be there to reassure you that it didn’t really hurt at all and overall try to make you feel better about it. He made sure the boys didn’t tease you too much but no lie it was the funniest thing he had seen in a while

“My jagi is so brave”

Originally posted by hwan-tastic

Junhoe

You know June would never let you live it down either. He couldn’t understand why you were so scared of it but it was the highlight of his day and he’d tease you about it to no end. The thing about June is he wouldn’t tease you by laughing at you ,he’d be a punk about it and then kiss up to you if you got mad at him.

“Wow you really took it like a champ (Y/N)!“

Originally posted by ikonis

Donghyuk

You told him how scared you were of it and he went with you when you were gonna try it out to make you a little more comfortable. The minute you started fidgeting he held in his laughter but after you started screaming he was done. He couldn’t even talk it was too funny seeing you freak out and smack everyone around you.

“Yah (Y/N) why are you shouting so loud?”

Originally posted by bikonics

Yunhyeong

Oh you can forget it. You would never hear the end of it, especially if the rest of the boys were with him. The thing that got him the most were your facial expressions that just showed your pure concentrated fear of that stupid shock the lie detector gives. It was one of those things that would just become a really good memory for him

“You only freaked out about 4 times but, I think you did great!”

Originally posted by lk0n

Chanwoo

He was laughing along with everyone else but he still studied your facial expression to see if you were okay. After you started yelling and trying to pull your hand away he went to go get you and bring you back over to where he was. Even though it was hilarious he was there to rescue you and maybe even take your place so you didn’t have to do it.

“Are you alright? Why are you so scared?”

Originally posted by chnwo

#01. one night stand

“did we just – no”

components: akashi. college. sleep. the morning after.
a/n: i didn’t want homework, thus pointless drabbles with happy akashi.

Your blurry eyes found the clock on your table. 2:04 AM. Dear God, where had the time gone? You stretched out your arms above your head, feeling all your stiff muscles loosening way too slowly, and cracking your neck from side to side. “Hey, Sei.” You turned to your bed to find the redheaded boy with his eyes closed, lips parted releasing soft puffs of air. Muffling your laughter, you pulled out your phone to snap a picture of this precious sight. 

Akashi was fast asleep sitting up. His book was open in front of him but small snores slipped past his lips. Poor thing. You felt a little sorry at how stressful he’s been these days. From club meetings to event organizing and not to mention the strenuous practice sessions along with the piles of assignments of exams. You were surprised he didn’t burnout sooner. He really did seem younger.

His crimson bangs brushed ever so lightly against his eyelids. His skin was clean and milky smooth. The curve of his lips became so terrifyingly tempting as they opened and closed gently. You sighed, shaking these thoughts out of your mind before moving to set aside his books as carefully as possible. Then you very, very slowly pushed him on his side and letting his head drop to the pillow on your bed. 

He didn’t even flinch.

Interesting. 

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The next step

Request: “hiya! could you possibly write a deanxreader feat. dom!dean (right? i think that’s how it’s said… i’ve only just gotten into fan fiction of any kind, but you get what I’m saying) where they’ve been together for quite a bit but this is their first time making love, and the reader is hesitant and a little scared at first but Dean ends up being the perfect balance of dominance and passion?” by theroseandthedoctor

Pairing: Dean x reader

Words: like 1600

Warnings: swearing (as always), SMUT, slight dom!Dean

A/N: I don’t know if this is what you imagined, but I hope you like it! 

The bunker was empty and silent. I was sitting on my bed, legs crossed, watching an old DVD on my laptop. 
Sam was on a holiday in Alabama, he’d insisted on going alone. Said he needed some time for himself. Some time to think. He was probably sitting on a bench next to a lake, sipping on a beer, or in a cheap motel far in the middle of nowhere, reading a book and watching TV.

As a hunter, you need that sometimes. Just a break from your environment, from the hunts, time to contemplate about whether what you were doing was right, if you’d keep doing this forever and if you would ever find peace. I’ve had those times, too. I’ve been away, but I always came back. to Sam and Dean, the only family I had. They weren’t exactly related to me, but like a wise man once said: family don’t end with blood.
Anyways, Sam wasn’t in town and he wouldn’t be there for the next few days. So Dean and I had the bunker for ourselves, shared some quality time together. We’d cooked and watched movies, we’d been outside, just strolling around, we’d jammed to some old rock tunes and stayed up until six a.m., just talking. He made me laugh until tears fell from my eyes. He completed me.

I’d never felt for someone the way I felt for him. I knew that I loved him and I knew that he was aware of that, too. I just never was one to say it out loud easily. Neither was Dean. He was a man who didn’t play around with those words, but he did love me. Every time he kissed me, I felt it. When he let me drive his car or when he took my hand while walking. When he kissed my forehead and told me how pretty I looked or when he protectively put an arm around my shoulder. When he gave me silly nicknames and teased me with them, I felt it. He loved me.
It’d been some weeks since the first time he called me “his girl” and since then I just lived in a hurricane of happiness. Everything was easier when you knew you had someone that was worth fighting and living for. It kept me alive. And he always had my back.


At the moment, Dean was out for some grocery shopping, so I was left alone with my thoughts. I thought about him, about how what we had was more serious than it’d ever been with anyone else and how I should maybe… Take the next step.

Even though I wasn’t completely inexperienced, something about sleeping with Dean scared me. Of course, I wanted him. He was hot as fire and sweet at the same time, like chili pepper flavored chocolate. But he’d had more women in his bed than he could count and he was probably a literal sex god. But me, I wasn’t. Maybe I was scared to disappoint him, scared that I wouldn’t be able to give him what he needed. Whatever it was, I was determined to leave it behind today. Ignore all my fears and finally do it. Take the next step.

After all, he was the most attractive man that I’d ever met and it was driving me insane. I wanted him badly.

When Dean got home, we had dinner. French fries and bacon cheeseburgers, cold beer and pecan pie. Then we got to his room, putting on some movie from the seventies, but barely watching it.

We shared heated kisses, filled with desire and lust, passion and need. One of his hands was tangled in my hair, the other one rested on my waist, slightly hardening his grip when it got more intense. His tongue swirled around mine in fast, uncontrolled motions, he groaned against my lips. His actions, the way his body moved against mine, the little lustful sounds that escaped his full, swollen lips, told me that he wanted more. He didn’t want to stop here, he wanted to go further.
“Dean,” I moaned, when he kissed my neck, biting it gently, leaving hickeys.

“God, Y/N, it’s so hard to hold myself back,” he said, his voice was husky and rough, “You’re so hot, baby, if we keep going, I’ll lose control”
He pecked my lips, then he pulled away. But my abdomen was craving him and his touch, screaming out his name. I wanted to satisfy my desire. Our desire.
“Don’t stop, Dean,” I whispered, leaning in to kiss him again, “I want you. And I want you now”
He let out a dark grunt at my words, pushing me down on the bed, hovering over me and connecting our lips. “Do you want to…” He asked, hesitantly, looking into my eyes. “Because I understand that you need time to…”
I interrupted him by pressing my mouth onto his, swallowing his words. He got the message, his fingers unbuttoned my plaid shirt, revealing my breasts.

“So beautiful,” he murmured, starting to caress them softly.

I closed my eyes while he did so, focusing on the sensations, when his fingers made their way to my nipple, playing with it, making me slightly moan in pleasure. I felt my body heat rising, pressed my legs together.

“I want you to tell me what to do,” I declared, my breathing was louder than usual, my heart beat fast, “I want to make you feel great, but I don’t really…know what you like and stuff”
It was hard to build sentences when he was turning me on so much, making me crave more of him. He didn’t stop touching me, exploring my body and sending shivers down my spine.

“You want me to…tell you what to do?”
“Yes. And I’ll do anything, Dean, I want satisfy not only my needs, but also all of yours. So just…”
He kissed me again, hungrier now, more aggressive, filthier than before. He let himself go, didn’t try to control himself anymore.

He got off me and sat down next to me. Then he cleared his throat. “Strip for me”

I was surprised at first but then I stood up, standing in front of the bed. I was already topless, wearing only bra and jeans, so I started unbuttoning my pants. I took them off while swaying my hips, left to right. Then I put my fingers on the hem of my lacy panties. I slipped it off slowly, looking at him while I did so. He watched me, biting his lips, bulge growing under his pants.

“Turn around,” he demanded and I obeyed. My hair swung when I moved.

He was just observing me, my naked body, my bare skin, admiring it.  “What a sight,” he groaned. Then he told me to get back on the bed. “You’re so stunning.”

He took one of my nipples into his hot mouth, letting his tongue dance. One of his hands wandered down to my womanhood, he started caressing my clit, then he pushed a finger inside, pumping in and out in fast motions.

I moaned his name loudly, fisting the sheets.

“Yes, baby, moan for me,” Dean grunted, “Say my name!”

“Dean!” I obeyed, while thrusting my hips upwards, towards his finger. He added another one, stretching me more. I felt myself getting closer and closer to climax. “Mhhh, Y/N, you like that don’t you?” he groaned. I nodded eagerly, throwing my head back. “Tell me how it feels, baby”

“So…g-good”

“Are you going to come for me?”

“Fuck, Dean, yes I am”

His voice was so sexy, dark and low, controlled by the passion he felt. Suddenly, he stopped.

“Beg for it,” he said, under his breath.

“Please, let me come, Dean,” I pleaded, desperately needing release. He gave in. He went faster now, faster than I thought was possible.

“Now come for me, Y/N”

And I did. My orgasm shook me hard, made me scream his name out loud.

He gently removed his hands and grinned, then he got on top off me, pushing my wrists on the bed, so that I couldn’t move. “Do you want more?” he asked, his eyes darkened, his cheek glowing. “Yes, Dean, please!”

I couldn’t imagine ever getting enough of this.

He looked at me for a few more seconds and there was something in his eyes, something that showed me how much I meant to him, the feelings he kept inside. And it only made me want him more. I wanted us to be together.

He entered me haltingly, but he quickly started moving faster. He filled me completely, stretched me out, hit my sweet spot with every thrust. “Fuck, you feel amazing,” he groaned, going deeper and harder. My fingernails left scratches on his back.

“God, shit, baby,” he exhaled, before pulling out of me. “Ride me, Y/N,” he ordered. He laid down on his back and took me by the waist. I lowered myself on his length, going up and down, riding him, slowly at first, then increasing the speed.

“You’re all mine, baby”

“All yours!”

The expression on his face was priceless, his lips parted, moaning, his eyes on me. Our bodies moved in sync.

His hands stayed on my hips, leading me. One of them moved to my breasts and flicked my nipple. His touch intensified the sensations. “I’m close, baby, shit,” I whispered, my palms on his chest. “Me too, fuck, you’re so good.”

We came simultaneously, noisily. Then I got off him and fell down on the bed.


“That was great, baby,” he stated, playing with my hair and stroking my cheek. “I was a little scared of disappointing you,” I admitted, snuggling up against him, embraced in his radiating body heat. “You didn’t. You could never. You’re the best part of me and I’m so thankful for having you.”

And while he kissed my hair and fatigue started to get me, he whispered “I love you.” It was almost inaudible, but I heard it. And in the same sound intensity, I replied “I love you, too.”

You Get Heat Exhaustion - Requested

“Alright…..ACTION” Greg’s voice bellows through the sound stage. 

Your character is unknown to to the group. Michonne/Danai and Daryl/Norman are in an outlying town away from the prison during one of their hunts for the Governor/supplies. They are searching through an abandoned doctors office when something catches Daryl’s attention. 

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how would hanamiya deal with crushing on someone who is small, but unintentionally as intimidating as he is?

HANAMIYA wasn’t having any of it– he hated this talk of someone else at Kirisaki Daiichi who was as intimidating as he was.

“Actually Boss, this person’s way more intimidating–” Hara was telling him until Furuhashi elbowed him harshly to shut up. Did he not sense that Hanamiya was already in a terrible mood?! 

Everyone seemed to be wondering what exactly Hanamiya was going to do, but it was obvious, wasn’t it? “I’m gonna go have a little chat with them.” He states, cracking his knuckles ominously.

You were easy to find, projecting this aura of hostility and power. He was surprised to see that you were quite short (he imagined someone a lot taller). Despite that, as you exited the line of the cafeteria, everyone around you seemed to part for you like the Red Sea. You either must’ve not noticed or not cared. Even from a distance, when Hanamiya caught sight of your face, he had to say it was a fairly angry-looking one. You looked like you weren’t ever in a mood to deal with people’s bullshit.

Still, he figured with arms crossed– you couldn’t have been better at intimidating people than he was. Unable to let this injustice stand anymore, Hanamiya swaggered over to your seat. Standoffish or not, you didn’t scare him!

However, the opposite was true. You had a normal personality, if not leaning towards the delicate side. Being the new kid at this school made you especially jittery. Needless to say, it was scary as hell to see the infamous ‘Bad Boy’ strolling right towards you with determination written on his face. You were sure you didn’t do anything to piss him off!

When Hanamiya leans in close to you and puts his elbow on your table, you almost choked on your food. “Hey _____. Nice to finally meet you.” His voice was dripping with sarcasm. The next part was spoken in a soft but menacing tone: “Look I don’t care what people say about you, we’re gonna settle this right here, right now.”

The expression on your face was priceless. The hard exterior immediately softened to that of fear and confusion.

“W-What are you talking about?”

Your reaction and change in aura really threw Hanamiya off. He backs away a little, taking in your body language. Huh? You weren’t actually intimidating at all? In fact… it seemed like you were quite the coward.


Heh. This would be interesting.

Repetitive: Luke Hemmings Smut

Sequel to ‘Maturity’

Your name: submit What is this?

It was strange, having girls predict and guess his role and performance in bed, Luke would be the first to admit that. There was those who believed he was missionary, and there was others who believed the complete opposite.

And even though he knows that it doesn’t matter what others guess, but he knows he’s somewhat boring, and you’ve mentioned it. And he desperately doesn’t want you to grow so tired you’ll leave him. Which is why he occasionally sheds that careful conduct and uses more underhanded ways to remind you what he’s possible of, no matter how concerned he is and the fact he doesn’t ever want to hurt you, even if by accident.

He wouldn’t say he is being manipulative when he’s proving himself. He has just learned all the best ways to exploit you. He knows you won’t complain at least. You certainly don’t. From the moment you walk into house and notice the clothes he’s wearing, you stare at him wide-eyed. Then you drop your purse on the couch, take off your sun glasses, kick off your shoes, all the while letting your eyes scan his figure again and again and again. A relentless stare that makes Luke feel only a tiny bit uncomfortable, because he knows that if he gives you feel even the smallest bit of control you will walk all over him.

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So the Disney Sing-Along guy is back, if you remember his first two videos!

I’ve waited 100 years for this!!

Cookies & Cream - a Kristanna Harvest Fest Fic

I come bearing a fluffy coffeeshop AU! Hopefully this will compensate for the pain I caused yesterday (and I really am very, sincerely sorry to anyone who found that fic upsetting, if you usually read my stuff and needed to skip it I totally understand <3). I promise that this is pure fluff! 

This is another story that started life as an anonymous inbox fic but was never finished, and it’s dedicated to @snowfjord​! I kept meaning to come back to it, but it never happened, and I meant to try to finish it as a regular fic for you birthday, and THAT never happened, but here it is now and happy belated birthday! I hope it’s worth the wait <3

The incredible @sargar3000​ contributed the beautiful artwork, because she is amazing <3 <3 <3 Please heap praise upon her!

  • Cookies & Cream
  • Rated G
  • Words: 5031
  • Prompt: Rain
  • Art by @sargar3000


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